TheMommyBlog

Monday, November 14, 2005

Well, I chickened out at the last moment and stayed in my room tonight. If anyone was waiting for me at the bar, um, you really shouldn’t go around stalking nice mommies.

Instead, I succumbed to the inevitable and went down to the snack shop for popcorn, a coke, water, a Snickers (shut up), and an artichoke, parmesean, and sundried tomato calzone. It wasn’t half bad. And then I really got wild with the configuration narratives! Whew! It was okay for a while but then I needed to switch to my book proposal to get my heart rate back down. And then I talked to the kids and it went back up…. and then I logged on here and it’s going back down. When am I going to get off this crazy rollercoaster.

Oh, and while putting my clothes away tonight, I made up a new rhyme. I hope you like it. It goes like this:

While packing away your shoes,
Always count by twos.

I hope that will help me next time. The one I left home? Was the plain, safe black shoe. I do have the funky John Fleuvog Cicely shoes that Mrs. Kennedy got me drooling over a while ago. Just not the plain, safe, conservative ones, the ones that would go with EVERYTHING ELSE I BROUGHT.

Oh, and by the way, if you decide you like the Fleuvogs and can cover your eyes at checkout time, remember that they run at least half a size small. I learned the hard way and had to return them. Although you’d think they could put that in the description and not make you read the reviews for critical bits of information.

And while I’m all over the map and admitting that I have no spending control whatsoever, have a look at what I did to bribe my daughter to sleep in her own room. Could that room be any pinker? You couldn’t hide so much as a piece of blue thread in that place. It’d stand out like a piece of blue thread. But look at that punim. She loves it.